Daily Yellowstone journal., 1887-08-04

thoughts: and as the lovely summer
days heightened, a resolve grew in his
heart that this little English blossom
should be his wife, and hopcsand dreams
of how he would WOO and win her served
10 while away his days. The younger
Tregagrs were under no han as Ia their
acquaintance, and to them Eric was king
and hero. so Bah heard much of him,
though she saw him 50 little, Indeed, a
stranger coming TO ST. Juliotts might
have taken Eric Gottorp for its principal
inhabitant, 81 often were his speeches
quoted or his aid invoked. The captain
of the Olaf Biornsen had promised to
try and find him employment as soon as
he should he able 10 take il, and he anxi-
ously awaited the Doctors permission to
seek IL: inaction was intolerable when
work would help him to gain a position
in which he might ask Barbara to be his
wife.
One lovely morning Bah set out early
for the neighboring village Of ITALIANS,
where she was to help the rector's wife
IN preparing for a large school feast to be
held the following day; and with a light
heart she took her way over the cliffs,
ENJOYING to the full the rare treat Of a
holiday. The tide was high, and she
could hear the waves tapping against the
rocks below; there was no sail in sight,
and the water stretched away in all the
beauty Of its unrufiled green, flecked
here and there by a purple shadow from
a passing cloud.
Her day soon passed; she had given
her willing aid in all the arrangements,
and the rector's wife made her the bearer
of an invitation to all the children for the
morrow's festivities. She paused on her
homeward way TO gather some hpITpshes,
for which a streamlet in the Age was
famous; and at the top of tn Fbcky de-
scent (which led to the shot she staid
again TO gaze at the scene. The village
she had left was out of sight, hidden in
a hollow of the thymy downs, and, far
away on the glorious sea. was a fine YES
sci with all sails set. s'Outward bound"
thought Barbara, as she stood shading
her eyes with her hand. II wonder
where she is going: how lovely she looks
with the sunshine turning all her sails to
gold! Good speed, good Ship she said
aloud, and kissing the tips of her fingers
10 the vessel. she waved a farewell, and
ran lightly down the path. As she neared
the village. she paused idly, and looked
down at a heart neatly drawn on the
sand. with some words traced in it.
perhaps | shall find out somebody's
secret" she thought.
Suddenly from throat to brow a lovely
crimson dyed her face; for, half effaced
by the coming tide as they were, she
could clearly see the letters E. b. G.
Eric - Barbara - Gottorp!' she MUIR
INJURED. under her breath, and then with
fying footsteps sped to the cottage. reach
ing il breathless. with a consciousness Of
fresh light and color in her life.
Her father was out, and the children
greeted her with a noisy chorus, in which
Tommy's shrill tones could be plainly
heard. saying:
Bah. Mr.. Eric is gone away
Where" asked Barbara laconically,
feeling as if her warm pulses were sud-
denly stillxd.
ITO China said Tommy: and at this
they all laughed, it seemed y unlikely.
1T is true announced wiser Polly,
''he was t~elegrafted for from Plymouth:
and he ordered Ben Wilson's cart and
was going to catch the train
But he went to the sands first" put
in Tommy again; land if you had come
back to dinner like you said. you would
have met him.
Barbara WA silent. \ thousand words
and looks unbeeded before rushed into
her mind, and the rough drawing on the
good by. She liked to think that the
good ship she had seen bright in the
afternoon sunshine might I've his. and
that she had waited him a farewell.
Somebody's secret" was in truth her
own. Later she heard from Mrs. Cob
Lledick that II telegram from his old cap
tain had summoned Eric to a snip bound
for South America. whose mate had been
disabled almost at The moment of start
ing.
The autumn passed and winter came.
Barbara worked very hard and was the
life Of the house; but she did not pass an
unrnfiied existence. A well 10 do farmer
Of the neighborhood presented himself to
Mr.. Tregage as sutton for his daughter,
and her emphatic refusal to listen to his
wooing entailed upon her something very
like persecution from her father. who
found it difficult TO realize that she
should in any matter have a de-
cided will Of her own. ID seemed
almost as if he had obtained a glimmer-
ing of somebody's secret as his dia-
tribes against all foreigners were more
frequent and his praises of Englishmen-
and especially Of those Of the farmer class
became wearlsome reiterations. The
weather was unusually severe, and one
bitterly cold morning, when the sky was
thick and gray and the atmosphere Dos
sessed that stiffness which precedes a
storm, Barbara was called by her father
TO come and dress Tommy for a walk.
"Where are you going, father" she
inquired,
ITO ITALIANS" was his answer; and, in
reply 10 a look Of remonstrance, he added:
Exercise is good for Tommy, so l shall
take him. | may be detained, SO you are
not TO wait dinner"
ut is rather far for Tommy's legs,
father" said Bah, timidly, ''and it looks
like snow"
IF he is tired / shall carry him" said
Mr.. Tregage, in his Incorporating
voice; and Barbara had to watch the pair
set out with many misgiyings on behalf
Of her little brother.
Her mother was suffering more than
usuaI and sha ararcaly noticed whau the